[ It definitely gives her fingers something to do—she has a lot of excess nervous energy, and so she ends up thoughtlessly twisting the fabric in her hands, stretching and pulling. Her hands never really stop. ]

U-Um... I-I just thought, since everyone here treats us so importantly... [ She has letters and gifts in her mailbox that make that much obvious, but maybe he doesn't think of it that way?

But... that's not really an answer. She falls quiet for a moment, visibly mulling it over. Carrying the hopes and dreams of a nation (or a world) isn't an unfamiliar burden to her... really, though, it's more of Corrin's burden, since he's the one trying to end the war. But she fights at his side, doing what she can to ease it...

She never really thought about it being an honor before, and she's not sure if Corrin would see it that way either. It's just... necessary, for the good of everyone. This world isn't hers, though... this isn't her country, her people... but she has a kind heart, and she wishes she could help them anyway. It's just... ]

I d-don't know if it's an honor... i-it's just something that needs to be done. I don't understand why they chose m-me, though...